Happines is Worth Waiting For

(Chapter 1)

Warning: Some cursing, there ain't any yaoi in this chapter yet, but believe me... Soon. _

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto, wish I would though .n.

I feel a warm breeze blowing through the slightly open window of the car. I also hear the roaring of a distant motorcycle and ignore it drowzly at first with my still fuzzy thoughts because of the long nap I took in the uncomfortable passengers seat.

But the roaring slowly comes closer and closer- actually, not so slowly cause it seems that the driver is a fuckin maniac who, I'm sure at the moment, wouldn't stop even if the whole FBI squad was chasing him. Anyway, as he drives past our car (mine and Iruka's, I'll explain who Iruka is sooner than later), the roaring almost makes my damn ears bleed, and so I wake up with a jolt and hit my head on the ceiling of the car. I let out a groan and fall back on the seat with a thud.

»Owww…« I make the sound and say: »God damn lunatics like that shouldn't even be allowed to have a frickin' license.«

Instead of supporting me on my comment, Iruka just laughed it off and mentioned something about me always being so clumsy and that I shouldn't get all worked up about unimportant stuff like that. But I wasn't listening anymore. I hated it when he started 'scolding' me like that. Instead, I looked out the window to see a beautiful red-yellowish sunset that painted the fields of the long, pointy grass and the thickened out forest into a transparent colour of orange and red. Heh, how beautiful nature is. Total opposite of humans. And what makes me say that?

Well, first off, my name is Uzumaki Naruto. A 17 year old teen with a pretty screwed up life. And at such young age… The guy sitting next to me is Umino Iruka. The reason we're riding in this scrawny car is that we're moving. Moving out of a hell hole, also known as my school. So yeah, the reason we're moving is me and my stupidass problems with school- actually, more that school, my school umm…'friends'. Not like I actually had any at that crappy building.

I just don't know what to call those people. I mean, they weren't my enemies. Unless you can consider calling people that have ignored me my whole life and judged me for something I didn't do, enemies. Hmm… Maybe. But I don't look at them as enemies. They're more like… well, simply people that don't like me. And, believe me, I was more than used to that. I was used to the feeling of loneliness, rejection and… Hm, hatred, I guess. So, overall, I wasn't a very likeable person. Why?

My grandfather Kyuubi had a very messed up personality. Somewhere within his life, he realized that he finds murdering people a very intersting hobby. From the rumors I heard one night, he went on 'The Great Killing Spree'. That's also when he, well, killed my parents. I never found out his reasons why he did it. I guess some people are just cray-cray.

He-he, cray-cray. That's what I heard some girls call me at my old school. Damn, I hated that hell hole.

Anyway, ever since then, people see a demon in me. They say, and I quote: »Look at him, he looks just like his grandfather«, »We should've disposed of him when we still had the chance«, »He'll become a murderer just like Kyuubi«, »I see the demon when I just look at him«. So, as I said before, nobody ever really liked me. And It's all thanks to my great and amazing grandfather who made his grandson's life a miserable sack of shit! Seriously, I should give him an award for that…

And that's when the great Iruka came to the rescue. With my uncle in jail, luckily sentenced to a death penalty, I had nowhere else to go but the orphanage. Things there were, well… um, not much better than before. Kids didn't wanna play with me because they already heard the news that the demon child is joining them, and the caretakers weren't much better either. Although they didn't give me much special treatment for being 'The Demon Kid'. By that I mean that I got as much of the food as others and a warm comfy bed, too. But what really stood out was their attitude towards me. Like, seriously, what kind of an ass hires people that can't even accept kids as equally as others?!

Luckily, Iruka-sensei worked there. He was the only person that accepted me for who I am, and not who my asshole grandfather was. Since he realized that no one would probably want me, he took me into his custody. The day when he adopted me was pretty much the highlight of my life.

So, when I got older I started going to school. And, oh god I swear, it was even worse than that stupid orphanage. Uhm, correction, it was MUCH worse.

It's not like I was getting beaten up or bullied or anything like that, it was just that everyone ignored me. And to me that was the worst treatment a person could get. And at this moment, I just realized how grateful I am to Iruka sensei for always being there as a shoulder to lean on when times were the worst.

Come to think of it, he's probably the only person that I'll have in my life. The only one that'll always see only me for who I am.

I let out a troubled sigh, only to realize that Iruka was trying to communicate with me all this time. "Naruto? Oi, Naruto!" I jerk my head over to him, letting out a retarded-sounding-like 'Huh'? And he just looks at me with that 'oh god you're hopeless face on', sighs and says: "Ahh, never mind." I was staring at him wide-eyed and not realizing that my mouth was a bit open, and of course my face always deserves Iruka's remark, which was this time: "Hah, you baka. Close your mouth, that face makes you look like an idiot."

I let out a surprised little 'huh' again, only to make the situation worse. Iruka starts laughing his ass off, and for a moment I think that I'll have to warn him about the fact that he's still driving. He seems to calm down eventually, still letting out little outbursts of laughter here and there. Damn me and my obliviously idiotic personality

So I give him a glare, forcefully cross my hands, let out an offended-sounding 'Hmph!, make a pout face and turn my head back to the window.

"You better get some sleep. We're gonna get to Konoha quite late and you already have to go to school tomorrow."

Even though I hate to admit it, he's right. Even thinking about some lame ass school where I don't know anybody and I'll have to listen to the teachers' boring lessons- oh, wait, actually, that's how it was at my old school.

Well, the thought of any kind of school makes me feel sick... Maybe I have some kind of a condition where I have a fear of school. 'Scholophobia'? Hmm, yeah, that's the right name for it. Maybe it'll even get me out of class... Haha but would a teacher really be such a dumbass to believe me?

Meh, not like I care right now, either. All I can hope for is, that people there don't know anything about my traumatizing past and my psycho grandpa.

And with that, I slowly start to fall asleep, my thoughts getting blurrier by the second.

END OF CHAPTER 1
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TBC

Yay end of 1st chapter :D I'll probably upload the 2nd chappie today too wee ^w^ Anyway, hope you enjoyed reading it,

and I swear there's gonna be some yaoi in chapter 3... or 4 3 Heheheeee